More travelling on the King's Road

Trip Start Jul 31, 2011
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Trip End Oct 02, 2011


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Where I stayed
Gold Coast Backpackers and Resort
What I did
Drove, got lost, and slept a bit

Flag of Fiji  , Viti Levu,
Monday, August 22, 2011

Mossi fixed us breakfast when we woke up, we apologized for surfacing at least 2 hours after we were expected and he just shrugged and said "You're on Fiji time now guys, have some food. We were worried you guys had a heart attack in your sleep or something". He understood after I explained that I’d done the whole day on about three hours sleep after a massive rum binge the night before. Our lovely host then proceeded to regail us with stories of when he used to run an island resort and would go spear fishing every morning to catch fish for the guest’s dinners.

With breakfast down us we (to quote Alicia) “got the fuck out this stupid town” and headed north up King’s Road toward Rakiraki under the mistaken impression that it was a resort town. It was not. We got lost a couple of times along the way near Nasouri but some friendly locals helped us out with directions and we were soon making good progress. A fair section of King’s Road at the eastern side of the mainland (Viti Levu) is still under construction/reconstruction from dirt track to actual road and we had an awesome ride through some seriously beautiful scenery and the local villages on the way. This is definitely a drive I would suggest to anyone with a day or two to kill on the mainland and I’d do it again right now given the chance. I knew Fijians –especially rural Fijians – had a reputation for being friendly but I had no idea just how nice they are until we hit this part of Fiji. Everyone was so happy, and seeing where they lived I couldn’t blame them. Everyone we passed gave us a smile and a wave, and I mean literally everyone, even the road workers. Our arms were soon getting tired from waving so much and some of the scenery nearly brought a little tear to my eye, not quite but almost. I don’t think the photos I took ever stood a chance of doing it justice.

Eventually as it started to get dark we got to Rakiraki which is a bit of a ramshackle town with a Muslim flavor, it didn’t look all that enticing so we carried on for a while until we found a little roadside place about half an hour further down the road.  We pulled in and asked where we were, “you are in the middle of nowhere sir” said the receptionist. Perfect, we’d like a room please.


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